I was dreaming of lentil soup today. All day. A dear friend had stayed over a couple of nights ago and put the little bug for lentil soup in my ear. And so the bug stayed. And morphed. It started off as a reminder that there was a lone can of lentils in the back of a cupboard. Then it grew to incorporate a brick of coconut cream on the shelf. Then it told me to finish up the chicken broth. Then the little bug said that a steaming bowl of coconut lentil soup would go well with ginger. And then it said, “why not use the celery and parsnips in the fridge?” And so my initial plan to make yummy red Thai curry after work got completely and thoroughly thrown out the window by lentil soup.
Thanks, Arleen. I suppose this is for you (no ‘racist tacos’ hahaha).
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